Scott Weiland - Blister On My Soul lyrics

Born of a mom and dad Whose yuppy dreams just kicked his a** Always afraid to fly Lower lower lower he'd go Like Jonah, the monster that swallowed him whole He'd fight, fight, fight He fight the life of woe, he flies He's neither yours, he is not mine But he earned his wings where the angels die Falling on the ground, getting up Scraping his knees, losing things Fighting everyone Believing in is everything Blister on your soul, fought with your heart of gold Never bought the system But you paid the price And bought your wings so cheaply Somedays papa Friday strong Kicked in the door The cops came strong Your heart is a heart of gold Even though you stole from the studio (art show) But the blister on your soul you had You begged and borrowed Sold your a** Always went to ma** Arch angel bought his wings no cheaply Falling on the ground, getting up Scraping his knees, losing things Fighting everyone Believing in is everything (chorus) Met a girly from New York City, she was, uh... yeah... Talk to me so pretty hey... hey (chorus) Memphis bar room queen She was so clean Won't you touch me there She said 'I don't care' Took everything out of my back pocket (chorus) C-c-c-c-c, come on Losing everything in a rock song Stand up for your life Fight fight fight but you died died died